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"Too much. Just too much."
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When they are too loud,
They torture me,
You sing so proud,
It disarms me.

When I hear their fear,
As death claims them,
Your arms hold me dear,
I forget them.

When my tears flow,
My soul is aching,
You say I still glow,
I smile, disbelieving.

When my sanity fails,
Every time I remember,
You weave some tales,
I become a dreamer.

When you left so suddenly,
I thought I’ll be fine.
Their screams faded instantly.
I hear nothing but mine.


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